When Spirit Shows Its Thorns

Chapter 21

It took nearly a week before the effects of the drugs completely left our systems. Tasha was still in a cell awaiting a court date. She was a subject that was intentionally avoided in our household for various reasons. Christian struggled most with what his aunt had done. He often waivered from sorrow, he once again had a family member go off the deep end and turn rogue, followed by bouts of anger. Her actions had caused injury and anguish to our small group.

I was relieved when Lissa could finally complete my healing. The headaches were beginning to get to me at times. I would be fine, enjoying conversation and laughs with everyone, only to be stricken by a wave of nauseousness and a pounding head. Each time landed me being led to bed by Dimitri and pain pills shoved in my hands. It would be hours before they would subside and I could go downstairs.

Whether it was from the head injury or from going so many weeks without pulling the darkness from Lissa, I had forgotten how it affected me. Lissa and Christian had been lying in bed talking. Christian's mood shifted to an overwhelming somberness and Lissa was frantic as to how to pull him out of it. Each day he seemed to get worse. She wanted to suggest that maybe he would benefit from antidepressants. They had helped her keep Spirit at bay so I could heal. Deciding to mention it him had brought her fear level high and pulled me into her head.

It was the first time I had completely been pulled in since before the shooting and it unnerved me. Seeing she was in no real danger, I tried to pull away. Only every time I tried, I would hit an invisible barrier. I knew that when Dimitri had been restored, my emotions had ridden so high that I had somehow burst the psychic bond wide open and in doing so had trapped Lissa in my head, but I never imagined what it would feel like to be indefinitely trapped.

I lost all of my own personal senses. My body no longer existed to my mind. There was only Lissa and her mind. I tried to scream out to her, hoping she could push me out, but each attempt was as fruitless as the last.

I heard pounding on her door, causing Lissa and Christian to jump and pause their discussion. They both turned towards the door, as it slammed open and a wild looking Dimitri stood in front of them. "Is she in your head?" His voice was saturated with utter fear. His hands fisted and shaking at his sides this feral looking Dimitri was scary yet….tantalizing.

What the hell, Liss! I thought before realizing that Lissa wasn't thinking the thought out of lust, but out of artful appreciation. "Let me out." I tried to demand into her head.

"I don't feel her." I heard Lissa's shaky voice answer. "Why, is something wrong? Is Rose okay?" Dimitri relaxed, though fear was still etched into his features. It was underlined with something else though. Something I had not often seen in his expression…embarrassment.

"We were uh," He stammered. "I was kissing Rose and she grew unresponsive. She is breathing okay, I tried to shake her a bit, but," his words cut off as he glanced down the hall towards our room. "It's the same expression she gets when she gets pulled in. I was hoping, but she...she won't pull out of it." His voice let off to a near plea of help.

It was strange watching through Lissa's eyes as she made her way into my room. She was looking down on me and I looked devoid of any emotion. I even lacked the peaceful look you would find on a sleeping face. I watched as she shook me and called out to me. Each repetition of my name was laced with more and more fear. I balked at her next thought, as her arm swung back and Lissa slapped me across my cheek with as much might as she dared.

Only then did I feel a psychic snap and sat up in my bed, glaring daggers at Lissa. "What the hell, Liss!" I screamed out at her, rubbing my inflamed cheek. She shrunk back into Christian's side as a look of apology spread across her own face. Dimitri fell onto the bed beside me and pulled me close to him. Relief washed over his face as he gently kissed my stinging flesh.

"I'm sorry, Rose. It was the only thing I could think of at the time." Lissa told me as tears threatened to fall down her cheeks.

"I know, Liss. I just wasn't prepared for it to sting so much." I said giving her a reassuring smile. "I'm just glad I wasn't stuck in your head while you and Fire Crotch were going at it." She and Christian both flamed red at my words. Dimitri looked perpetually disturbed by them as he and I both shuddered. The silence grew uncomfortable and they chose to leave Dimitri and me on our own. Dimitri kept his gaze on me and talking to himself in Russian, as I relaxed against my pillow and fell asleep.

I awoke to Dimitri still sleeping beside me as he rested a hand over my heart. I didn't think he had slept much the night before, probably fighting sleep so he could watch me for signs that Lissa had drew me in again. Flashes of him standing in Lissa's doorway, afraid and untamed, crossed my mind. Lissa was right, seeing a man in such a light was a little of a turn on.

Beginning with his eyelids I began to trail kisses down his body. When I reached the waistband of his cotton pajama bottoms, I carefully slid them down, watching his face to see if he was starting to wake up. Smiling at his still sleeping state, I lowered my head and ran my tongue up the vein that ran on the underside of his penis. Swirling it around the silken head, I flattened it so I could swipe across the slit that graced the very tip. Opening my mouth wide, I slowly sucked his member in until I could go no further and increased my suction around him and was rewarded with a deep throaty moan. Raising my eyes to his, I saw as he looked down upon me with hungry awe.

Keeping a releasing a small bit of suction, I slid my mouth up his now completely hardened pole, before hollowing out my cheeks and sucking him down my throat once again. His hips flexed upwards and a string of Russian curses escaped him.

"Roza," he growled as his hands fisted into my hair. Using his technique to grip my hips to hold me in place against him, I set a pace of sucking and licking, each grunt and groan he gave, drove me on.

"Oh my God Rose!" Lissa's voice loudly invaded my head as I heard her feet slapping against the hardwood floors, followed by her incessant knocking on the door. "Please, stop that. I do not want to wake up to seeing that ever again! I felt like I was cheating on Christian." She was blabbering on and on through the door.

Dimitri began to flinch away from my ministrations, but quirking my eyebrows at him; I slid my hands to his ass cheeks and sucked him into my mouth one more time. He was getting close. I began furiously bobbing my head up and down until I felt him swell against my tongue. With a slight twist, I lowered my head, pulling him deeply into my throat as gently scraped my nails from his but cheeks to his inner thigh.

With a guttural groan, Dimitri held my head in place as his hips bucked, releasing his salty essence down my throat in three hot spurts. I swallowed quickly trying not to choke on the thick substance.

"Rose, that was cruel." I heard Lissa's words drift through my mind. I let go of Dimitri's cock with a slight pop and crawling up his body, I placed a kiss beside the corner of his mouth.

I'm going to go clean up, Comrade." I told him as I pulled away from his face. I gave my hips a little extra sway as I walked into the bathroom. Dimitri joined me a few moments later.

"You can wake me up like that any day, Roza." He said as he stepped into the shower behind me. We showered and brushed our teeth quickly and joined everyone downstairs for breakfast. Lissa refused to meet our eyes; a constant deep blush grazed her entire body. Christian spent the meal taking turns giving Dimitri and me death glares. Everyone else chatted happily with us as they gave the four of us amused glances.

Getting tired of Christian's death glares, I snapped. "Knock it off, Sparky. I don't give you murderous looks at the breakfast table when I get pulled into Lissa's head after the two of you spent the night humping like bunnies." Christian's eyes widen and somewhere around the table someone started coughing. Elsewhere I heard silverware crash against a plate. Lissa's eyes jumped to mine before quickly dropping back to her plate.

"Do we really have to discuss this in front of everyone?" She questioned in a small voice.

"We do if Christian can't control his emotions. I don't like it any more than he does. If he is ready to attack after one time, what is he going to do when it happens for the twentieth or thirtieth time?" Lissa was now beet red and Christian sat gaping like a fish. Glancing around the table, I noticed that almost everyone was gaping like fish, except Dimitri who sat with his face resting in his hands. "Exactly," I said as I stood and stormed from the table.